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Chapter Seventy Eight: ( an escape from the chaos )
With everything going on, from getting into Stiles' head, getting him back, and then the Nogitsune taking Lydia to god knows where, Annabeth felt that Stiles needed a breather from all of the chaos coming at him from every angle. She helped him removed all of the mummy-like wrapping from his body before suggesting that they head to his place so he could shower. She doubted that Void cared about how he smelled, but she knew that Stiles had a big thing about hygiene.
She told Scott that they would be back and then the both of them left the Mccall household and got into her car. Since Scott and Stiles didn't live that far from eachother, it wasn't a very long ride to his place. But nonetheless, she made sure to one hand the wheel while she held his hand the entire drive. His hands were freezing and he was trembling, and he didn't look much better than he had before when she first saw him when Void was still in him.
If anything, he seemed worse.
His skin still looked pale and sickly, his eyes were a bit more sunken and hollow than before, and there was a weary look on his face like the simple act of breathing was exhausting him. He looked like he was dying, like he was mere moments from his death bed and it was scaring the hell out of her. They didn't do all of this to get him back just for him to die, that wasn't the plan at all.
When they arrived at his house they walked up the stairs and made their way to the bathroom in the hallway. She closed the door behind them as Stiles turned on the light, then she walked over to bathtub and sat down as she reached over and turned on the water. After testing the temperature with her hand, she pulled up the small lever to turn on the shower and soon the spray was hitting the bathtub mat.
She got up from the tub and her gaze moved to Stiles, he had his hands placed on the counter as he ducked his head down. His entire body was trembling, it was like he was freezing eventhough it wasn't even cold in the room. She frowned as she made her way to him, she wraps her arms around him behind, tucking her face into his shoulder as he put his arms over hers and holding her.
"A shower will warm you up, okay?" She told him, placing a kiss to his bare shoulder.
"Okay." Stiles replied weakly, even the tone of his voice sounded tired. "Could you shower with me?" He cranes his neck to look at her, "I don't want to be alone right now."
Anna nods, "Of course, yeah." He turns around and she wraps his arms around his waist, her cheek pressed against his chest as he holds her tight. "I'm not going anywhere, I promise."
She stripped out of her clothes and helped him get out of the outfit he woke up in, the Nogitsune's bomber jacket and pants. She tossed the articles of clothing into a corner, making a note to burn them later when all of this is over. She and Stiles walked over to the bathtub, Anna going in first and grabbing his hand to help his trembling body get in. Soon they're both standing under the shower head, the water spraying down on the both of them as they stay close to eachother, afraid to let go of the other.
